You guys: This Lent thing. Do you know what I’m saying?
I was just in BED because my allergies (they really ARE allergies) are making me cranky and then I was like, “Well, hell. NaBloPoLenta!” So here I am. Back downstairs. In my pajamas with a weird honey pumpkin masque all over my face. (I’m saying masque instead of mask only because I’m very fancy.)
Meredith had her braces removed today and her teeth look amazing and you’re just going to have to take my word for it because she no longer wants to be exploited at Fluid Pudding.
Harper had her parent/teacher conference this evening and it went really well and I would post her grades, but she no longer wants to be exploited at Fluid Pudding.
Unless I start going on adventures soon, this is going to turn into (even more of) a cat and dog blog.
Tempe dropped by this afternoon for some hard core t-shirt making, some perfectly ripe avocado cheddar sandwich eating, and some friendly diagnostic services. Because of her knowledge and connections I am now convinced that I have small intestinal bacterial overgrowth, which is called SIBO by the cool kids who proliferate bacteria faster than you can type the phrase “rhythm nation bacteria proliferation.”
Do you ever do the thing where you’re like, “Maybe my gallbladder is bad!” and then “Maybe I’m having phantom appendix pain!” and then “Could my one remaining ovary be working its way toward the center making me sort of like a three-legged dog?” Confession: That’s what I’ve been doing since December which is why I’m ALSO being all “YOGAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!”
It’s 9:33 at night. Harper and Jeff are trying to catch a bug. Meredith is searching for a permission slip that’s due tomorrow. The dogs think they need corn chips. The cats are resting so they can go to Crazy Town at approximately 3am.
I hope your Thursday was a good one. Mine was a good one.
7 thoughts on “It’s late and I have no secrets!”
That’s a beautiful picture of your dog. I always think my organs are moving in mysterious ways.
No thank you. I look terrible in t-shirts, but very nice of you to offer :-)
Really happy that M’s time of tooth torture is complete and such a grand success. And oh, hey…maybe if you just caption the pictures with their initials from now on they’ll never suspect you of ongoing exploitation!
(I will sorely miss those 1st day back-to-school pictures)
And yes, you are racking up the kudo points with your devoted public — honey pumpkin face and all :-)
You just made me smile on a shitty day…..THANK YOU!
You always make me giggle and I would love to have you energy!!! Mine got up and “went”!!!!! You never seem to stop and that is awesome!!! Glad the teeth are straight, used to be an ortho asst. and miss those days of happy kids as they were unchained! Had a weird dream about those days last night……how weird is that!!! Thanks for the Thursday funny!!!
Look…I started putting sauerkraut in my morning steel cut oats because I felt like I should be getting some probiotics in my diet. Then there was the time I diagnosed myself with scabies when I really had poison ivy. I get you. And I love reading your words every day.
Everyone needs a shirt that says Swanky.
I just bought myself a sweatshirt that says winging it. Because most of the time that’s exactly how I feel.
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